This Bird Has Flown Lyrics

I want to cut off all my hair
And go out walking in the cold
Carve myself a new hole
And talk just like before
I want to starve myself of blankets
And sleep here on the floor
Oh God, don't let this be love.

Stop calling me your lover
We'll stop talking on the phone
Well, such a pretty voice
Just makes me miss the dial tone
So I'm gonna rip out my own heart
Whom so clearly has betrayed
My quest for being lonely
And my promise of the same.

Well, if I had a choice
And I'm only partly sure I do
I'd gather up all my things
And I'd leave town and I'd leave you
Take up a residence
Just off the coast
And drown a year or two
Oh God, don't let this be love.

And if winter fell upon you
Well I'd be outside in the snow
Not thinkin' about your red hat
No not missin' you at all
I'd light up a new bad habit
Start talking in the night
If I ever thought of you, I'd say
Well, I still think I was right.

Well, the bird at my new window
Soon be outside my new door
Askin' me for flowers
And of what had come before
Then I'd do my best to tell her
That I ain't never been in love
But God, I ain't so sure.

So I took to writing postcards
Send greetings from the coast
It's a shame I lost your address
But I'm sure by now you've moved
So I'll never get the change to see
Your new home up in flames
Well if I had a match then you'd be
Certain that would change.

(Thanks to Nafis for these lyrics)